"Why is the forest dying?" Loki asks a young ill boy named Tommy while disguised as a Doctor sitting in the chair.

"Because it is." Tommy said.

"I know." Loki said. "But why is it dying? Tree's do not reach to children like you."

"Maybe I am a special kid." Tommy said. "Special kids meant to say a very special word or do something very important."

Loki tilts his head to the side, while rubbing his chin.

"Is there a name that stands out to you?" Loki asks, taking his hand of his chin. "A name that is plaguing your mind?"

"Lots of names do." Tommy said, feeling sick. Tommy has a fever.

"Focus on what ills you." Loki said, putting his two fingers together. "You're connected to a center of sortts, like a hive, you're connected to all these little kids." Tommy looks startled as Loki gestures over to the other children in this room. "You can help them by focusing on your illness."

"How can I do that?" Tommy asks, in a low voice.

"Imagine...Imagine your favorite hero exists." Loki said. "Imagine he has what you have."

"Ooooh, so I focus on how to get rid of it for him?" Tommy asks.

"In a gist." Loki said.

Tommy's blue eyes glint  and he closes his eyes then focuses on the illness on someone else--which inevitably helps him focus on his illness--hearing a name. A name that wasn't so common, not modern, and really strange to hear. It sounded like the name had been ripped out from Lord of The Rings except it had been featured in the movies and the books. Tommy's eyes open to see the curious Doctor looking down towards him.

"Erwyen." Tommy whispers. "The name Erwyen, Erwyen Stone."

The name Erwyen returned old  memories  from the past, a tale that Odin had told Loki and Thor when they were children as a bed time story. The Asgardian who deflected to Midgard to alive among them instead of returning, and, ended up angering Odin by having a Demigod child and planned to have more.Erwyen used his love interest and his child to make kingdoms be placed in fear and getting what 'respect' from Midgardians he wanted all along.

Odin had cast a curse on Erwyen so he'll never make another Demigod; after all, who wanted a whole realm with Demigods running around? Not many Asgardians were quite fond of the idea to populate a whole realm with Demigods.  The lesson in Odin's story was not to plan populating a whole realm with Demigods.

Loki lightly pats on Tommy's shoulder.

"You would make a great sketch artist." Loki remarks.

"I..." Tommy watches Loki stand up.  "I can't draw."

"Those pictures with your signature say otherwise." Loki said, pointing towards the papers on Tommy's lap.

Then the kids started making an unusual comment.Tommy's gaze on Loki turns from life to a empty kind of one. The difference going on in the flip of a switch confused Loki. Loki hates to be confused about things like these.

"We see you." The kids were halfway up, acting like someone is using them, all looking at Loki's direction.  "We see her."

The parents, who were by their childern's sides,acted strangely. They  were sitting there zombie like at their children as though someone had pressed the pause button. Loki could detect a strong magic had been placed. All in this day, when he had arrived, was this very unexpected event. Loki scoots over away from Tommy as the kids stare at Loki.

"Marco." Loki said, walking through the clear path.

"Polo." The children repeat.

"Marco."  Loki repeats, carefully walking past two kids--belonging to two parents--that had parents by the kids side.

"Polo." The Children repeats.

Loki snaps his finger and then a few children were covered in unique painting designs.

"Marco,you're covered in paint." Loki said.

"Polo." The Children said.

Loki came to the doorway, then he turns towards the wide room that is full of possessed children and parents.

"What era do you think this is?" Loki asks.

"The era of human arrogance." The children replied. "The era of no tolerance."

Loki laughs at them.

"That was a long time ago." Loki said. "Way before I was born. But you know what? You should stop using children as your thread to live.Because you're killing these Midgardians long before they should die."

The children's eyes narrowed towards Loki.

"Why do you care?" The Children ask. "You're a god. Mortals mean nothing to you."

"You're killing children." Loki said. "I believe that speaks for itself, trees.  I am afraid that a little girl you took first has nothing to do with your agenda.I know who placed this spell, and, this is not what will prevent your death. Let the first child you took in the forest go, and then, die on your own time."

"The Forest girl." The children say. "She is patient zero."

The children fell back; their heads landing on the pillows.

"Patient Zero, eh?" Loki said, turning away.

A nurse named Tami Taylor, with wide eyes,looks towards Loki.

"I...I never seen anything like this." Tami said. "What are you? A alien spokesmen or something?"

"I am a god." Loki said. "Not the god you are thinking about, think Norse."

"Thor?" Tami said.

"Thor will, and perhaps,forever remain as a blonde until old age." Loki said.  "I am Loki Odinson."

Tami gasps, while fanning herself.

"Woah, someone turned the heater up in the hospital." Tami said.

"You're delirious." Loki said, with a frown. "The temperature has not changed in the past five minutes."

Tami's face is turning red.

"So you're not Odin's brother?" Tami asks.

Loki looks at Tami, finding that a insult.

"You're disgusting." Loki said. "Keep fanning yourself and you'll get hotter."

Loki walks past Tami in a stride that was all 'Better than you',confident, and urgent. Loki takes the elevator down--about five floors--and tapped his boot on the floor.His boot had recently been cleaned, as did his clothes that feel comfy from using magic to clean.The elevator came to a stop. Then the doors whooshed open  revealing a crowded hallway. Loki, being the Mischievous god he is, made himself transparent outlined in gray walking through the hall.

Not many people noticed a transparent man had walked among them.

Not one.